Mera diya jhumka ab bhi kano mein sajaye phirti ho,
Kyu bewafa adhuri mohhobat ka bojh uthaye phirti ho.

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You look back and you just feel stupid.
You can’t forgive yourself for falling,
or believing all the lies.
You reread every text.
You relive every memory.
And it all starts making sense ,
he never wanted expectations.
He only wanted attention.
He only wanted validation.

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jab nikle mera janaza to gali gali ghuma denaa
jab uski gali aaye to muh se kafan hata denaaa
Koi pooche ye mout kaise hui majboori mohobbat bata dena
Jab pooche meri jaan pata to seedhaa kabristan bata denaa

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mere kuch feelings hain ,
Tumhe pasand krna galti nahi thi meri,
tumse pyar krna galti nahi thi meri,
Tumhe apna manna galti nahi thi meri,
Meri galti sirf ittni hai ki tumhe bata nahi paaya kitta pyar hai mere dil me tumhare liye,
pyar krna aata hai jatana nahi yehi galti hai meri,
Tumhe beintahan pyar se dekh skta hun par bata nahi sakta , par bata dena mere fitrat me hi nahi hai ,
bas itti si galti hai meri

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It is not enough to say that,
"I love her"
its not a sentence it actually my feelings which is converted in words.
Its not enough to say,
"I love her"

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Wo Raat mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai jab main apne doston ke saath mohalle main ghum raha tha ,rozz ki tarah ye raat bhi sunsan aur bhayanak thi par mujhe ky pata tha ki aaj kaal ne apni ankhon ke dayre me ham sabhi ko le liya tha ,Rozz ki tarah aaj bhi main aur mere dost kuch khane aur pine ka prabandh krne ke liye station ki aur jaa rhe the ,raat ko thanedar ki darr se hamne socha ki railway ki partri se chalte hain isse nah toh thanedarr ka dar hoga aur nah hai ham doston ko kisi ke parivaar wale dekh payenge,lekin kuch hi waqt guzra hi tha tabhi ek lutera aaya aur hamen apni banduk ki nokh parr lutne ki koshish krne laga,ham lagbhag lut hi chuke the ki maine aur mere doston ne usse dhaka de mara jiske karna uska banduk kahi ja gira aur maine uske sir pr pathar mar mar ke ghayal kr diya aur ham sab apne apne ghar ki aur nikal gaya , jab subah me ham ussi rasten jaa rahe the toh ussi shqsh ko maine mara hua paya,aur thanedar sahab wha par kuch sabut dhundhne ki koshish kr rhe the , mujhe ehsas hua ki hamne jise ghayal krne ki koshish ki thi wo marr chuka hai ...mujhe aaj v wo raat yaad hai ...

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She guessed my favorite colour in her first try.

But, I didn't even have a favorite colour until she yelled out black

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Trust issues are the knife.
which cut your relation
in two different parts.

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Tolerance Does Not Mean Tolerating Intolerance.

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I will love you and hold you like there’s no tomorrow.

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